A/N I wish I could find a diet that works for me.
Anyway, now that my ex has run off with a tall thin blonde (you know the type) I have a lot of free time to write. That is the beauty of joint-custody. But now I have my mother s constant criticism to distract me.
And on that happy thought,. Let me try to create happiness for at least someone.
Chapter 12
Anethir sat in his favorite chair, reading an old book when a knock came to the door. He sighed, and put the book on a nearby table to answer it.
He opened the door to find one of the king's messengers, whose name he could never remember, standing outside.
"Can I help you?"
The elf handed him a scroll before bowing and leaving.
Anethir shut the door and opened the scroll slightly confused.
To Anethir, head tailor in the King's charge,
This is to inform you that your daughter, Elenya, has recently risen in rank. As a new Lady of the court, Elenya will be given the choice to live within the palace. Rooms have already been found for her and will be decorated to her preferences if she decides to reside in them. Elenya will also, if she chooses, dine with the court on all occasions. As her parents, you may also share in this privilege. Expect gifts from the King in the oncoming weeks to congratulate you and your family.
The King would like to send you and your family and invitation to dinner this Friday evening. As of this moment we are unsure if your daughter will attend.
Thank you.
Anethir looked up from the letter. His feelings were muddled. He needed to speak to Elenya and see how she felt before he could feel anything towards these news. Was she upset? Was she all right? Did she feel ashamed of herself? Was it too much to hope that the Prince and her really did share something special between them? After all, Legolas had come to him and asked for her specific, and Elenya had agreed to this arrangement that same day.
Anethir was terribly confused. But to sit at a table for dinner with the King was a great honor.
He headed into the kitchen to find his wife and inform her of what had transpired.
Legolas and Elenya were in the tub sharing a bath. The maids had fashioned it as they had the first day, with candles, wine, and bubbles. This time though, they were making full use of it. They sat side by side sipping wine and relaxing in the warm water.
"When do you want to leave the room and end this?" she asked in the midst of their ongoing conversation.
Legolas sighed. "Never I'd say."
"Be serious."
"I am serious. I can't explain how wonderful this time here with you has been."
She smiled shyly. "I know, I feel the same. And I dread going out that door. Why wasn't that maid giggling and staring this morning? They must all by know by now what we've been doing."
"Father said that if I did reject you, that you would be subject to some slight humiliation for a few years to come."
"That's awful. I cannot imagine what kind of elf would sully my name simply because I wanted to be married before I made love. That is the way of our people is it not?"
"I imagine only the younger maidens. Probably just jealous that you are here and they are not."
She laughed. "Now that's the ego of a prince!"
"You dare mock me," he said in a playful tone and turned his body to face her.
"I've dared do a lot more to you," she smiled suggestively.
"Elenya," he breathed her name and leaned in to kiss her lips, "would you like more wine?"
Elenya could feel her heart start to race again at the look in his eyes. How was she ever suppose to leave this room when every time they came up for air from their lovemaking, she couldn't wait to feel him again? "No more wine."
"Good," he said and threw his glass over the side of the tub where it shattered. He grabbed her glass and threw it over as well.
Elenya leaned forward to capture his mouth. "Again, Legolas?"
"Do you mind?"
"Are you mad? I'm having a hard time remembering my reasons to ever object to this birthday ritual."
"As am I."
Their mouths met once again. The kisses were slow and drawn out. They were in their own little world with no need for hurry.
Legolas wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her towards the middle of the tub. She wrapped her legs around him, feeling his growing erection on her inner thigh. The young Prince kissed his way up her ear, taking his time. His hands moved up and began molding her breast.
Elenya closed her eyes and gave in to all the assaulting sensations. She ran her hands up his chest and gripped his arms a little tighter when he licked the tip of her ear.
"Shall we stay here in the bath then?" she whispered.
"Good idea," he mumbled and moved down to replace his right hand on her breast with his mouth.
Elenya took slight intake of breath and moved her hand to pinch one of his nipples.
He released her breast and gasped in pleasure. "You are getting good at this." He looked in her eyes.
"I think I'm learning what you like."
He smiled and moved to nibble on the underside of her breast, which caused her to gasp in pleasure this time.
He moved his face back up to look her in the eye with a cocky smirk. "As I am learning what you like, my sweet Elenya."
In response she pulled him in for a hard kiss. Sensing a new urgency, Legolas' kisses grew harder and insistent. He ran his hands down her back and pulled her body closer to feel her breasts on his chest.
Elenya moved her hand into the water and stroked his hardness.
Legolas closed his eyes. "You do know how to end my patience," he managed to say.
"Are you complaining?"
"No. I'm asking to be inside you." He moved his hand down to stroke her between her legs.
"As you wish, my" she caught herself just in time before she uttered the endearment. Her eyes opened wide and looked at him to see if he noticed. But his eyes remained closed as she continued to stroke him. "My Legolas."
She lifted herself up a little higher and guided him into her, settling herself back down on his lap. She groaned. "You always feel so wonderful."
Legolas finally opened his to look into hers, and placed his hands on her hips as he lifted her up slightly and then let her fall on him once more.
"This is how I can move in and out of your body," he said.
She nodded and then lifted herself up a little and then settled down again.
They moved slowly at first, exploring the new sensations this position gave them. Elenya, finding herself to be the one with the most control this time, experimented with her movements. She would lift herself higher sometimes, roll her hips, increase her speed a bit, until she found a motion that was the most pleasing to her. He encouraged her, and resumed the feast he had made of her breasts.
Elenya was truly enjoying herself and soon asked Legolas to touch her again as she asked him that morning. He quickly complied. He looked up at her again. Her wet hair plastered on her face, running down her back and chest, outlining her breasts. He was fascinated by the site of her closed eyes, the look of ecstasy on her face, the guttural moan she made when his fingers found her nub and began to rub it.
She sped up her body, and Legolas found it hard to keep himself under control. The sight of her soaked body bouncing up and down on his shaft was too alluring and he sighed in relief as he felt her body tremble around him, signaling her orgasm. She let out on last cry before stilling herself to catch her breath.
"Elenya," he ground out, sounding as a warning.
She caught it. "Yes, Legolas, please take your pleasure from my body."
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pushed her to the edge of the tub so her back hit the side. He was kneeling over her now and began to quickly thrust himself in and out of her body. He came crying out her name.
Once they're heart rates had returned to normal, Elenya sat on Legolas' lap, her head tucked under his chin.
"We should get out of the water now at least. It's getting cold," she said.
Legolas remained silent.
"Legolas?"
"I am not just taking pleasure from your body," he ground out.
"What do you mean?'
"What you said earlier. Do you believe that I am just using your body."
She lifted her head up to look at him. "I did not mean it that way."
"I'm not. I like you. That's why Feryn picked you. He must have seen it my eyes. He knows me all to well."
"I don't think any ill of you at all, Legolas. Alright?"
He gave her small smile. "Alright."
A/N dragonlady25: you can put my story on your site no problem. This goes for anyone
out there too. If you want to use my story, just let me know and it's cool.
And every one else, don't fret, all your questions will be answered in future chapters.